Chapter 39
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Dorian's POV…
The slashes of the horsewhips were f****** painful and unbearable. I badly wanted to scream out in pain, but I would rather not seem weak and fragile.
And definitely not in front of those who hold me in high regard. Judging from the way the guards were whipping me, I could tell they were holding back. Normally, by now, my back would have been bleeding profusely and my clothes torn to shreds. Yet, I was perfectly fine except from the surging pain.
Even the elders cast pitiful gazes upon me, one even shedding tears slowly.
“Stop it! She's not here anymore” one of the elders instructed the guards. They were three guards in total and one spoke.
“The Luna instructed us to…”
“And are you carrying out that task dutifully? That isn't how to whip!
